When We're Older | Chris Collins

Chapter 29

Montana's pov

Two days. Two days until I leave. College is coming. I'm not going to be living at home. I'm going to be living in a dorm room in Boca Raton, Florida. I sit in my half empty room in silence. The walls are stripped of their pictures and decorations. My bed has a pillow and a blanket on it and that's all. The only clothes out are the ones I've set out for the next two days. Everything else is in suitcases.

My mind is all over the place as I sit on my bed in silence. I have a major migraine coming on and I feel like I'm about to explode of excitement, anxiousness and nervousness. Two hours ago I texted Chris asking him to come over so that we could talk. He has yet to respond; hence the nervousness/anxiousness. In all honesty he is the last person I want to see. I don't want to look at his face when I tell him. I don't want to see his hurt expression. I don't want to see him cry.

I am so mad at myself for waiting this long. The day before. Crawford was right. I was going to wait.

My phone lit up and beeped on the nightstand. I was in a rush to get it as I almost fell off of the bed.

Ok be there in a minute ;)

My stomach turned.

Soon the doorbell rings and my heart feels like it's in my throat. I don't bother to stand up and answer the door. My mom is most likely to answer it. A moment later a knock erupts on the door and I turn my head to look. Chris walks inside holding a bouquet of roses. My eyes widen and he laughs. He looks around my room and the smile is gone. Instead it's replaced with shock and confusion. I wave him to come sit down by me on my bed and he does so with furrowed eyebrows.

"Montana, do you mind telling me what's going on?" He asked setting the roses behind us. "Uh, yeah. Look Chris I've been meaning to tell you, I just hadn't gotten the chance." My eyes start to tear up and Chris is still confused as ever.

"Are you moving?"

"Sort of."  

"What?" His eyes are wide and glossy. "I...I got into college Chris." I smile a sad smile at him and his eyebrows furrow again. "That's wonderful but why are you crying?" He asked wrapping his arm around my shoulder, rubbing circles on my arm.

"It's in Florida."

His hand movements stop and he is frozen in place staring in front of him. He removes his arm and sits there silent. "Are you mad Chris?" I asked. "Mad? No. Upset? Very. Why on earth would you think it's okay to wait to tell me - what, three? Four days before?" He asks with a raised voice.

"Two days, actually."

"Pardon?"

"Two days before I leave."

"Even better!" He laughs, standing up from his spot. He paces around my room.

I stand in front of him and grab his shoulders. He was crying. Not crying, bawling. My heart shattered into a million pieces. "Chris, I'm so so sorry. I really am." I wipe the tears off of his face with my thumb. His eyes are red and puffy and he's sniffling.

"It's okay." He mumbles. "It is?" I ask hopefully. He nods slowly and kisses my lips softly. I was not expecting this at all. He wraps his arms around me hugging me tightly. "So you understand that we can't be together?" He lets go and looks me in the eyes. "Wait, I think we can work this out. Long distance will be okay. I can do it for you." He looks at me with hopeful eyes.

I sigh. "Chris, long distance works for some people but I don't think I can do it. I'd miss you way too much, I'd be miserable."

"No. We can video chat, text, call. I'll do whatever it takes just don't leave me Monty." He puts his hands on my shoulders and kisses me roughly. I kiss back and he licks my bottom lip asking - begging, for entrance. I let him and our mouths move in sync and I then taste salty tears. I pull away and he is crying again. I hug him tightly.

"Chris, I need you to understand. I just can't okay?" I lift his chin up to look him in the eyes. He's taller than me so it is a little weird.

He nods slowly.

I slide the ring off of my finger and grab his hand, placing it in it. He looks up at me immediately. "No," he shakes his head, " no. You keep it." He demands.

"Chris, I cant." I sigh. "Please. Just in case." I furrow my eyebrows. "In case of what?" I ask him almost on the verge of crying again. "You change your mind."

"Chris-"

"Montana. I'm serious. You might change your mind when we're older." That's when the tears come back full force. He places the ring back on my finger slowly. "I'm pretty sure I won't." I tell him. He nods. "Can I kiss you one more time?" I choke out a yes and he doesn't waist any time pressing his lips against mine gently. Just a normal kiss.

It was the best thing I've ever felt and now it's gone forever.

Yes yes i know im a terrible person. Please dont hate me.

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